It is completely insane here right now. I'm huddled in the living room typing on my iPhone as one of these weird storms hovers over New Orleans. I've noticed these of late, just sitting in one spot on the radar rather than being swept along by the wind. It just sort of grows, does its thing, and fades away all in pretty much the same spot. This one, though, isn't just a rain squall: this one's roaring away like it's the end of the world. And I say that as someone brought up in the great Midwestern Thunderstorm experience. Lightning strikes in rapid succession on all sides of the house — close enough to hear the crack and buzz of the electricity even before you hear the almost-immediate thunderclap itself. In the movies, this kind of craziness usually precedes a vortex opening up and swallowing the hapless victim into another dimension, so I just wanted to get one last "Farewell" out to everyone before I'm gone and dodging dinosaurs in the Land of the Lost.
